"Boss, the Insect Men and the Fishmen are fighting. Who should we help?"
Qin Ziwen shook his head. "We're not helping either side. Let them fight their own battles. What does it have to do with us? All that matters is that we secure our own interests."
Jia Liangcai, standing to the side, stroked his long beard, the corners of his mouth turning up. "My lord, I must disagree. We *can* help."
Qin Ziwen turned his head and knitted his brows. "Then who do you suggest we help?"
Jia Liangcai tapped a finger on the map on the table. "We help whichever side is weaker."
"But what if we get caught?"
"Even if they find out, they won't dare to call us out on it." Jia Liangcai's face broke into a genial smile. "Because they need us. As long as we play dumb, they only have to face one enemy. If they expose us, they'll have to face two stronger enemies."
